Clown Supporters, Clowns in Need

of www.StopClownPornNow.org and the Stop Clown Porn Brigade

Over the past month, SCPN's Infozo has received numerous troubling stories from clowns in need of help. We would like to share a couple.

Be forwarned! The long-term effects of clownsploitation are devastating. The stories here are confused and sexually explicit. We present them in their entirity both to give a clear view of what clown pornography can do to the clown psyche and to raise sympathy for those whom no one can understand.

Dear Stop-Clown-Porn,

My name is Boju, and I am currently living a normal human life as a Carny in Seacliff, Ca, with my normal human girlfriend; but in my old life, I was known as Spit-on the Clown, and I hung out with the likes of Chuckles, Knuckles, Bizzaro, and the infamous Knockers. I was living the good life as a full frontal dirty clown, with a fetish for squirting body fluids, straight-jackets, and sex in the back seat with as many clowns as could fit, and that's a lot of clowns. God, those were fun days.

But fortunately, some missionarys from your organization tracked me down and taught me that it what I enjoyed was wrong, and that God, in his infinite love and understanding, was deeply offended and disgusted with what I found to be sexually fulfilling.

They saved me, and offered me an exciting new life in the closet. Now whenever I look at these clown porno pages under my thin veil of being outraged, I feel the urge to shoot my sperm like so much seltzer, and I hate myself as God hates me for it. Thank you Stop-Clown-Porn ministries!

Personally, I don't think there's enough abuse of clowns in the clown-porn industry, and not just because I'm a 'bottom', I mean, all the brutalising that the pimps do to their clowns is just a fraction on the torture God wants them to receive in Hell. Yeah.

Now, when I lie down and cry myself to sleep each night, I'm filled with an all-consuming self hatred for that which I can't help but find biologically arousing and pschologically stimulating, I look back on my days of carefree fun and pillow-biting pleasure and realise what a nightmare it was.

I've almost stopped renting clowns for non-existing birthday parties locking them in my basement.

Thank you Stop-Clown-Porn Brigade!

Boju

Help help!!!

I am a clown stuck in the basement of a whorehouse in san Francisco! They told me it was a birthday party--that was five months ago! Now I am beginning to feel rather gimpish and neglected! Please rescue me!

Warmest regards,
Dirty white munch-on-your-butt

2 years ago to this day, I was drugged when leaving my trailer at the annual circus in Freemont Wisconsin. I was then taken in a van to an abandoned warehouse where I was forced to participate in clown pornography. I wish I had known about your website then, so I could have prepared myself for the attack. Now after every show I arm myself with mace when leaving my trailer. Thank you for your organization. It makes me happy to know that someone cares and is trying to stop these heinous acts.

R. Wentworth